Kyle had always known how to please a woman's body. It was perhaps the one thing he knew how to do really well in life and on top of that he enjoyed giving and receiving pleasure. In the bedroom he wanted, no, desired to be in charge. Kyle had a knack for being able to read a woman's thoughts and desires just from her actions, reactions, and sounds so he took charge. Some women enjoyed this from Kyle while others seemed a bit turned off. Not that they didn't enjoy how he had fucked them but they just didn't seem to be his exact type of partner.
Now Kyle was in his early 50's and though not ugly or anywhere near an overweight slob, he definately had a daddy body and was reluctant to try fucking some younger pussy. That drastically changed the afternoon he had answered an ad for a used sofa and met Heather. She was a young 28-year-old woman with a deadbeat partner who fucked her the same way every time and who lived off her welfare checks. They were selling a couch and Kyle, needing a new one, went to see the new piece. When he arrived at the mobile home in the trashy-looking trailer park he began wondering what he'd gotten himself into that hot summer afternoon.
As he pulled up to number 16 he sat in his truck and was so stunned at who came out that he could only sit and stare. Heather was wearing a 2 piece bikini with large DD tits, her big nipples clearly sticking out, with long, red hair and smiling like a goddess. She was a big gal bbw with large, round hips and a bit of a belly but Kyle didn't care. For some reason he was instantly enchanted. He had to have her. The blood going to his 7" thick cock was pulsating and he was trying to figure out to hide it. He was only wearing his golf shorts.
Just as he went to open the door a man stepped out and stood at the woman's back and put his arm around her shoulders. Kyle noted that the woman shrugged off his arm and stepped forward, beaming at him with that beautiful smile and long, red hair. Kyle was tongue tied, so she put out her hand and introduced herself with a slight giggle.
"Hi! I'm Heather! Are you kyle?"
She slipped her hand into his and he found himself lingering on the handshake as her skin was soft like expensive silk. Kyle still had a difficult time putting his words together as he continued to stare at Heather's huge, swaying tits and those big nipples. Trying not to make it so noticeable and upsetting the boyfriend, Kyle finally answered.
"Yes, I'm Kyle. I called about the sofa?"
"Sure! Come on in!"
Heather took the lead and kyle fell in after her, taking in the wonderful view of her nice big ass in those bikini bottoms and could not see any sign of hair around her mound. Kyle felt that twinge again in his crotch and his lust for this woman was only growing. Kyle knew that he was just an old pervert and thought about sex frequently, but this was crazy! He had just moments before met this woman and was already wanting to fuck her! He followed Heather up the stairs and into the run down old mobile home.
As he followed her down the hallway to the back bedroom Kyle couldn't help but to watch her pear-shaped ass wiggle back and forth in her tight jean shorts and the smell of her vanilla scented perfume was intoxicating. Kyle could only hope that the growing erection in his own shorts wasn't proving to be obvious as he could feel the stare of the boyfriend on him from behind.
"Here it is."
She pointed at a small, black couch that was just a few feet from their bed and was covered with a large blanket. Heather removed the blanket to give Kyle a look underneath.
"It has one tear in it there on the armrest. I got a little carried away one night and things got a bit rough you might say!"
She giggled and Kyle wasn't sure but it seemed that she was flashing her bright smile and even brighter eyes at him alone and he felt the groin of his pants getting even tighter. He walked over to the couch and examined the tear and shook his head approvingly.
"No problem. I can fix that right up in no time."
Kyle purposely looked at Heather briefly but intently, giving her a grin and nodding his head.
"You said fifteen bucks, right?"
"That's right," said the boyfriend. "Cash only."
"What a jerk," Kyle thought to himself. He glanced at Heather who was giving the boyfriend an angry look.
"I'd be willing to take ten because of the tear," said Heather.
"No, I'll pay fifteen. The trip has been worth it."
Kyle smiled openly at the godess in front 0f him and Heather's nipples bounced freely under the tight bikini top as she bent forward to help him with the couch. Together they pulled it out and down the hallway as Kyle enjoyed the view, He could see straight down the top at her massive melons and the cleavage he so desperately wanted to pleasure. Kyle was sweating but it wasn't from moving the couch. With Heather's help they got the piece of furniture into the back of his truck and he went to pay.
"Here you go. Fifteen bucks."
He handed her the cash and purposely brushed the back of his hand on her big tits as he did. She smiled at him and said nothing, but Kyle saw her looking down at his now engorged crotch. His hard cock was straining to be let loose and there was no way he could hide it.
"Pleasure doing business with you Kyle."
She was grinning at him, and stroking her hair.
"No problem. The pleasure was all mine."
Kyle got back into his truck and slowly pulled away, taking an extended look at the voluptuous Heather who was smiling and waving after him.
"Hope you enjoy the couch as much as I did!" yelled Heather.
Kyle stuck his arm out the window and waved back.
"So I wish," thought Kyle.
When he got home he didn't bother to unpack the couch but immediately went to his bedroom and started to jerk himself off, thinking of Heather's huge tits right in his face as she sat on his lap and he fucked her deep and hard in her sopping wet pussy. Kyle groaned deeply and then shot a load of cum so big it even surprised himself. To his further surprise Kyle found that he was still hard even after such a dump of cum. He wanted Heather. He wanted her bad.
After getting some of his frustration relieved, Kyle went and unloaded the small couch and proceeded to set it up in his living room. That night he sat in the new piece of furniture and watched BBW porn with redheads and thought of the erotic Heather. The next day Kyle got out of bed, showered, made breakfast, and often thought of Heather, that gorgeous smile, her huge tits, big nipples, and beautiful eyes. Kyle shook his head as if trying to come out of a dream. He knew he was obsessed with her.
Suddenly there was a knock at his door and Kyle went to answer. He looked through the peep hole and his cock immediately started to tingle. It was Heather! He calmed himself as she knocked a second time and after taking a deep breath he opened the door. Heather was wearing a pair of jean short shorts, a purple wife beater, and no bra. Kyle didn't have a clue how he was going to prevent himself from drooling like an animal in heat.
